After the first night in Morocco (which was already quite cold, almost down to freezing) I departed eastward, following the Mediterranean cost. A nice winding road brought me to the fishing village of El Jebha, where I had my first Moroccan tajine (with fish of course) and tea. More on the tajine in general later, but I can tell you, that the Moroccan mint tea is outstanding, albeit with a lot of sugar. After lunch I turned southwards into the Rif Mountains, the centre of the Moroccan hashish production.
The next leg took me from the Tazzeka National Park to the town of Midelt in the foothills of the mighty Atlas.
For the rest of the day I was in full on riding mode, so no more pictures until the arrival in Midelt. But it was a bliss flying along sandy desert roads and rolling through tiny villages with houses made of clay. But the flow was broken by a trench and a heap of earth. Construction works for a new road had cut off my dirt road and no one had bothered to take care of a detour. So, I left the road to find a way around the trench (nearly getting stuck in the sand while doing so) and continue towards Midelt. On the other side of the trench, I met some workers, who told me that I wasn’t allowed to be here, but gave me directions nonetheless. I still managed to get lost in the extensive construction site, until I was found by two engineers in a pickup truck who guided me to the road towards Midelt (and also told me I wasn’t allowed here).